Legions of Doom VI
With the arrival of The Master, the storm had calmed down. We heard his footsteps making their way upstairs. We could feel his presence in the darkened sideways, as a ghost, lurking at his victims. He did not speak, which was more frightening than any words he could have uttered. I had the honour to reveal my true identity in His Presence. The open fire cast my long shadow into the room. In the glow, my distinctive features were revealed. My red curly hair, my painted-on smile, my oversized red shoes, my yellow outfit.
-“Mmmmm, I’m loving it,” the Immaculate One roared.
I, Ronald McDonald, showed my true colours to my Brethren for the first time.
-“But, but, … you’re supposed to starve them to death.” Wolfowitz objected.
-“Says who? In this time of plenty, it’s very difficult to starve people to death. It’s way easier to kill them through obesitas. It makes for a slow and agonising death, hitting the bloodstream, the heart and all the other vital organs.”
I could feel the Omnipotent One was pleased with the cunningness of my plan and I had a strange feeling he had a hand in my success. I caught a glimpse of his blond hair, but the rest remained hidden.
-“That only leaves you, Pestilence.” Heston said. “Reveal yourself.”
_”I already came out of the closet at the end of the eighties. I never thought the times could get any darker than that, “ he said. “I perished at the hands of my own plague and Death took me. I remained on Earth as the Invisible Man. The roots of my evil were planted by then.”
Off came the cape. Who could have known…
With the arrival of The Master, the storm had calmed down. We heard his footsteps making their way upstairs. We could feel his presence in the darkened sideways, as a ghost, lurking at his victims. He did not speak, which was more frightening than any words he could have uttered. I had the honour to reveal my true identity in His Presence. The open fire cast my long shadow into the room. In the glow, my distinctive features were revealed. My red curly hair, my painted-on smile, my oversized red shoes, my yellow outfit.
-“Mmmmm, I’m loving it,” the Immaculate One roared.
I, Ronald McDonald, showed my true colours to my Brethren for the first time.
-“But, but, … you’re supposed to starve them to death.” Wolfowitz objected.
-“Says who? In this time of plenty, it’s very difficult to starve people to death. It’s way easier to kill them through obesitas. It makes for a slow and agonising death, hitting the bloodstream, the heart and all the other vital organs.”
I could feel the Omnipotent One was pleased with the cunningness of my plan and I had a strange feeling he had a hand in my success. I caught a glimpse of his blond hair, but the rest remained hidden.
-“That only leaves you, Pestilence.” Heston said. “Reveal yourself.”
_”I already came out of the closet at the end of the eighties. I never thought the times could get any darker than that, “ he said. “I perished at the hands of my own plague and Death took me. I remained on Earth as the Invisible Man. The roots of my evil were planted by then.”
Off came the cape. Who could have known…
